I ran into a 7-11, starving and with a short work break. I'd decided to get 7-11's "big deal" (a coke and a hot dog for $1.99). At the fountain, I'd read the sign that explained the deal. In its fine print, it'd stated that you could get
"a 10, 20, and 40 oz. drink" (measurements are approximate to my memory) and a "Big Bite" hot dog.
I'd queried up to the cashier and set my huge Sprite onto the counter and requested the "big deal". The cashier, who'd seem to have gotten off the wrong side of the bed with prior customers served, was adamant in my being wrong. "Small drink" she'd said. I said, "No . . . that's not what the ad said." She, again, said "Small drink only." I directed, with a very loud voice, for her to follow me to the fountain.
I said, "Star!" (asterik) and pointed at it. I'd pointed at the asterik at the fine print and made sure she understood what the fine print said.
The manager, himself, rang it up as the "Big Deal"!
Sic it to the man!